The person on the other end of the phone continued, "You are clean online, and many people like you. Foolish Chinese people will be both your spear and your shield."
Basong clearly did not believe it.
He roared.
"Will it work to get netizens to stir up trouble? The last person who cyberbullied her, Lao Ba, is already dead! Are you not planning to save me? Do you want to push me into a fire pit?"
"I can't calm down!"
"You're not the ones getting the attention!"
"If I had known, I would never have come to China to traffic people and provide you with the means to do so. Now I'm finished. If you don't save me, I'll expose you!"
"Let's all die together! Let's all die together!"
Wait until Basong finishes yelling.
The person on the other end of the phone then continued to reassure them.
In a near-hypnotic way, Basong's fear was sealed deep within his heart.
He pointed Bassong toward the computer.
“Basong, do as I say, use public opinion to burn your last bit of value for the Rosicrucian Cross.”
Basong's eyes were numb, like a marionette.
A soft chanting sound came from the phone, tapping on Basong's skin, causing one beautiful partridge flower after another to bloom beneath his skin.
On this day, some drunkards who were watching Yan Jiu's live stream noticed that "Shushan University Graduate Student" tagged "Walk slowly without sending off funeral services".
then.
Basong started a live stream.
After @, I did not choose to connect with the other person.
Instead, wearing a mask, he said, "I just wanted to bring joy to netizens. I don't know where I triggered the death condition. Master Jiu's attention terrified me. I'm perfectly healthy. If I were to die, it would definitely be from being scared to death."
[I knew that Jiu Ye's attention was bound to cause trouble sooner or later!]
[I somewhat understand how first-year graduate students feel; Jiu Ye's attention now goes beyond simple attention.]
Imagine, a first-year graduate student, perfectly healthy and without any problems, suddenly dies. What could be the cause? It's probably being scared to death by Master Jiu!
Just as netizens were echoing this sentiment.
Blood rushed straight to Basong's heart.
Basong's heart raced and his breathing quickened, accompanied by immense pain and fear. His exposed skin gradually turned pale, his pupils dilated, and as his face fell out of the live stream camera's view, sharp-eyed netizens noticed that Basong's body stopped moving.
【Ahhh! Report J!】
[Ninth Master was so scared he froze during his first year of graduate school!?]
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